I mustered up the courage to approach Lucius, hoping he might grant me a sliver of freedom. "Lucius, may I speak with you?" I asked tentatively, my voice barely above a whisper. I wasn't expecting anything sane from him if we are beings serious; i just hoped that he would do this for me at least. He turned towards me, his posture rigid and his expression unreadable. The dark hollowness of his eyes still scare me so much. "What is it, Vesta?" he replied curtly."I... I was wondering if I could visit my old pack," I began, my voice faltering slightly. "I haven't heard from them since I left, and I just... I need to know if they're alright."Lucius's face darkened with anger. "Visit your old pack?" he repeated incredulously. "And what exactly do you think you'll accomplish by doing that?""I just want to see my family," I pleaded, my voice trembling with emotion. "I need to know if they're safe."He scoffed, his tone dripping with disdain. "You left your pack willingly, Vesta," he remin
ALPHA LUCIUS’S POVThe room grew tense as I heard Vesta’s hand slap the man’s cheek. The sound echoed like a thunderclap. My jaw clenched in fury, my wolf inside seething with rage at the humiliation she caused me.I stood up, my voice cold and commanding. "Enough," I growled. "Take her to the dungeon."The guards moved quickly, grabbing Vesta by the arms. She struggled against them, her protests bouncing off the stone walls. Her voice rose in desperate pleas, but I ignored her cries. She crossed a line, and now she had to face the consequences.As they dragged her away, her screams still ringing in my ears, I turned to the man she had slapped. "I apologize for the disturbance," I said calmly, hiding the turmoil inside me.He waved off my apology. "No harm done," he replied, amused. "But she should face some consequences for her actions."I bristled at his words, my patience wearing thin. "That is not your concern," I snapped. "Vesta will be dealt with accordingly."He raised an eyebro
I blinked, water stinging my eyes as my surroundings slowly came into focus. My heart hammered in my chest as I took in the dimly lit room, the shadows dancing in eerie patterns across the walls. Lucius sat at the table, a dark silhouette against the faint glow of candlelight."What's going on?" I rasped, my voice barely a whisper as I struggled to make sense of the situation.Lucius's voice cut through the silence like a blade, cold and unforgiving. "Do you understand the gravity of your actions?" he demanded, his tone laced with barely contained fury.I swallowed hard, my throat dry as sandpaper. "I... I was only defending myself," I stammered, the words tumbling out in a rush as I tried to explain.But before I could finish, hands seized me, dragging me forward until my head was submerged in icy water. Panic clawed at my chest as I fought for air, the world narrowing to the suffocating darkness that engulfed me.They pulled me up, gasping and choking as water streamed down my face.
VESTA’S POV I blinked, the dungeon's darkness giving way to flickers of light as the door swung open. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched, my breath catching in my throat. What was happening? What did Lucius want from me now?I could list a thousand things that monster was coming to do to me, and I wasn’t even prepared to face him. I have no interest in his disgusting face. To my surprise it wasn’t him, it was a bunch of other people. The maids bustled around the room, their movements swift and purposeful. I said nothing, my silence a shield against the uncertainty that swirled around me like a storm.They packed away the sheets, their hands moving with practiced ease. I watched in silence, my thoughts a jumble of confusion and fear. What orders has that mad man given them again this time?Finally, they turned to me, their faces impassive masks. "Follow us, ma’am" one of them said, her voice devoid of emotion.I nodded, my steps hesitant as I trailed behind them. Was this the e
The night stretched on, the darkness thickening around me like a suffocating shroud. Sleep eluded me, my mind awash with a whirlwind of thoughts and fears.I tossed and turned, the weight of uncertainty pressing down on me like a leaden weight. What awaited me on the other side of morning? What twisted games did Lucius have in store for me now?But there was no time for doubt, no room for hesitation. I had to be strong, to steel myself against the darkness that threatened to consume me.Dawn broke, casting feeble rays of light through the tiny windows of the room. I rose, the exhaustion of sleepless nights weighing heavy on my shoulders.The hours passed in a blur, each moment dragging on like an eternity. And then, suddenly, he was there—Lucius, his presence looming over me like a shadow in the darkness."It is time," he said, his voice a low, menacing growl.I braced myself, the weight of his words hanging heavy in the air between us. This was it—the moment of reckoning, the culminat
“They are coming, Mayrr, they are coming for us all. We need to move very soon,” the older man groaned from the door, and the woman looked up, tears filling her eyes as she watched her little baby covered in sweat and red from whatever he was infected with. He was in pain, and she couldn’t help him. That alone was breaking his heart; he didn’t know why it was happening, but it wasn’t the way he planned for his life to go. He closed the door gently, making sure not to draw unwanted attention to himself; he approached his young wife. He rubbed her head before placing it on his chest, and he knew everything would be alright soon; they just needed more time. Everything happening around them was enough for a sane man to lose his mind, but Liet knew he had to stay put for the sake of his family. “We would see this through, Mayrr. We would, I promise you.” He whispered with his voice cracking at the end, and they both fell silent while Mayrr cried. She cried for everything they had lost and
You would have heard of the man first before seeing him; the way his cane scraped on the floor when he was coming brought more fear than the noise of the cane itself. One word was perfect to describe him: he is ruthless. A man you don’t mess with, or else he would end you even before you know it. It was a known fact, and no one explored it except some people with death wishes. “All hail Alpha King Lucius.” The palace bard man called out, and everyone sitting rose in honour of the blind man who managed to bring an entire realm under his control without his eyes. The cane wound was getting louder, and the men in the room were getting more scared. Their alpha king never calls an emergency meeting unless he has found a mole. You don’t even want to know the effect of being a mole; know winding up dead would be a lot better. Or maybe to die mysteriously and never have to face the blind devil. “It’s such a beautiful morning. I can smell the freshness in the air, and somehow, the air feels
VESTA’S POV I stood before Lucius, my stomach churning with apprehension and resignation. His command hung heavy between us, a silent decree that brooked no argument. I was looking everywhere but him; the man was starting to get under my skin. "Vesta," he said, his voice a low, ominous rumble; even though I knew how much of a wicked person he was, his voice still had a way of eliciting some destructive emotions in me. "it's time for you to begin your etiquette training, you are going to be the future luna of this empire, you lack manners." he continued, and I could hear the distaste in his voice; some irritation started budding inside of me. There are better ways he could have said that, but trust my mate always to find a way to hurt me with his words. I felt distaste as I referred to him as my mate in my head. I was slowly starting to accept it, even if it was against my will. I nodded before forgetting he couldn't see me. I muttered a yes, and I was sure he heard me. There was n